In the spring of 2004, a group of young Bostonians experienced the most incredible, life-altering month of their lives. I was privileged to observe much of what happened and to be able to fill in details after the fact so this story could be written.

If you’ve read romance novels before, please put aside your preconceptions. This is not a “bodice buster” and it does not conform to any romance or romantic comedy “formula.” Rather, with a modicum of literary license, it lets you follow events from start to finish as if you were the proverbial fly on the wall.

If this could have been presented as a history or biography, you’d be reading about real people who you could probably Google or find on Facebook or Myspace. Unfortunately, despite modern culture’s love of so-called reality entertainment, this story could only be told if presented as fiction.

So, dear reader, I hereby fulfill my obligations and state unequivocally, with the fervent hope you will believe me, that:

1. The story you are about to read is completely a work of fiction.

2. Names have been changed to protect the innocent and the guilty.

3. The characters, incidents, situations, dialogue, and story are entirely the products of my imagination and any resemblance to actual persons or events is purely coincidental.

And, of course, legal, ethical, and moral considerations absolutely prohibit me from claiming that it all really happened exactly this way.

But it could haveā€¦

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